Misdirection
"I did it! I beat TheBoss!" screamed the swordsman, his voice echoing across the battlefield as he raised his hands triumphantly into the air. He could hardly believe it—that he, of all people, had managed to take down TheBoss, the legendary player known for his unrivaled skills and tactical genius.
But that moment was short-lived.
Just as the euphoria surged through his veins, he felt a sharp, cold sting in his chest. His eyes widened in disbelief as a dagger pierced through his heart from behind.
"Good try, kid..." Leo said, his voice calm and collected, yet dripping with an undeniable authority. He leaned in close as the swordsman's strength faded, his body sinking to the ground. "But you're not on my level yet."